My dad has been in memory care for over a year. He has really declined over the past 5 months. It's so hard. I am an only child and I keep most of my emotions over this whole thing inside but today I am alone and crying for my dad. I am weary of people saying that well, I am lucky that he is alive because, unbelievably, their dad has already died. As grown children we prepare ourselves for the eventual death of a parent. But this dementia stuff is just more than I bargained for. I mean, eventually I am still facing his death. It's not like this is INSTEAD of his death. It really is the long goodbye. When a parent dies you can grieve and move on. Every day my heart breaks for my dad and this could go on for years.
I miss my mom and she is still here with me. The dementia is taking a very intelligent woman away slowly. My prayer for you and many others is that we love and endure. Take care
There are lots of folks here in that boat with us....I did it with my mom and now my dad....
The way I cope is to stay present as possible....in this moment....not allowing my mind to drift to the past or the future. And when we have good days, to be really-really grateful for those good days. And nurturing myself when we have bad days (he's oblivious)....allowing whatever emotions to come up and then to keep going.
The good thing out of all this, is that I have a greater appreciation for the little things........and I move slower. Moving around with greater sight. I have more compassion and patience for others. It really very quickly put things in perspective.....it's expanding my consciousness.
Keep coming back when it gets overwhelming....we are all here for each other.
Blessings to you, sista
He enjoys company but no one wants to visit. I guess It is because they dont know what to say or are afraid they will say the wrong thing as they often do. Others visit those who are sick with other illnesses but not this one, not even those you thought were friends for the most part. I hear comments like I dont know how you do it. There are days when I don't either and I do not know how much longer I can. I read recently that you must make the most of whatever life has for you and be happy in that circumstance. So, that's what I try to do and I pray a lot. Through Gods word he tells me not to worry about tomorrow so I pray he'll take care of that for me when tomorrow comes.
I used to wonder how people could lose an elderly parent and bounce back the next week. Now I know why. It's because they actually lose their mother or father long before the moment of physical death, have already worked through the grief, and see their actual death as a moment of relief and release.
Don't know if I can make you feel better but can try to make you feel that you have others here who can empathise.
I am in similar situation. My Dad age 92 in care home since October last year. He has some form of dementia. Like yours decline has been rapid. He is completely unsettled. Never watches tv which he loved before. Just sits there and complains about how much he hates being there, complains about staff and food. It's all lies and very exhausting. I am an only child too so it's hard. Complains about it all the time. He says he's leaving care and I am so worried that he tries. He is capable of trying any lies to get what he wants. He asked one of carers to marry him . When she refused he wrote a note with his old address and phone number on it asking her to stay with him. Being nasty to me cos I won't do as he asks. Hope its a phase. Don't know how long I can go on like this. Haven't been to visit for a week. Self preservation.
What I did love was looking each day for some bit of joy, the way he would try to "sneak" my breakfast when he though I was done. (I would leave my bowl with a bit of yogurt and fruit and while my head was turned he would grab the bowl and eat what I left!) Listening to him watch the Cubs game. While I have no idea if he was reacting to the game or just the excitement he picked up I have no idea but he seemed to enjoy it.
Look for the little things that may seem unimportant now but in a year or so they will mean more.
Go for walks, hold hands. continue to do the things that you always enjoyed before. Talk to him about your life, what you are doing. You never know what gets through. If nothing else I am sure he loves hearing your voice.